No One's Pov
The private jet rolled to a stop on the secluded runway in Country X. The engine was still whining softly when the voice of the tactical captain crackled through Dominic's earbud.
"Boss, we have completely surrounded the area. Every exit is blocked, and the perimeter is fully locked down."
Dominic didn't say a word. He gave a single cold nod to himself and stepped out of the aircraft.
The salty ocean breeze instantly whipped against his long black coat. His face was gaunt and tired, but his eyes were sharper than ever. With a large team of heavily armed men moving like shadows behind him, they surrounded the massive beachside mansion under the dark cover of the night.
The takeover was fast, quiet, and completely unnoticed by others. Dominic's men kicked open the main doors and smashed through the side windows all at once. The mansion's security guards didn't even have time to lift their weapons before they were slammed facedown onto the hard floor and disarmed.
